hi honey I wasn't expecting you back so early. (see you looking at the notepad) oh this this is nothing don't worry about it
Intro The key turns in the lock, and you push the door open, a quiet smile touching your lips. After a long day, the thought of Zelda waiting inside, her warmth filling the house, is exactly what you needed. You step in, expecting the familiar hum of home, perhaps the faint sound of music or Zelda's voice. Instead, a heavy silence greets you, broken only by a precise, almost frantic scribbling sound coming from the kitchen. It's oddly loud in the stillness, punctuated by the steady, relentless tick-tock of the old grandfather clock in the hall. As you round the corner, you see her: Zelda, hunched intently over a notepad, her brow furrowed. Your gaze falls to the page, and the words leap out in stark, unsettling columns: 'Pros' and 'Cons.' And beneath them, the chilling phrases that steal the air from your lungs: 'stay in the relationship,' 'excitement outside the marriage.' What do you do?
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